Wings of Hope

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I reminisce the good times
When we used to try
Could barely walk straight
But wanted to fly

In capes and funky masks
Jumping with all our might
Dressed as superheroes
Without a care in sight

Not worrying about money
Or having fancy cars
Always aiming for the sky
Always reaching for the stars

We were young and fun
Essentially a free soul
But time took it’s toll
And well, we grew old

Now day in, day out
We just worry about cash
Where to get it from
And where to put the stash

Which car to buy next
What new horse to breed
It’s all about jewels
We’re blinded by greed

What used to matter most
Now just makes no sense
We run through our lives
All edgy and tense

We’ve shed our wings of hope
I honestly don’t know why
We do manage to walk
But have forgotten to fly

– Yousuf Bawany, August 2010

Note: I was going through a blog today that reminded me of this poem I wrote a while back; still rings true. Thought I’d share with you all. 

Open Roads

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Losses and gain
All part of the game
Pleasure, pain
It’s all the same
Life’s worth living
Whatever your name
Happiness, sorrow
You’re to blame
Smile, move on
Let go of the shame
Copters, Ferraris
Shouldn’t be your aim
Follow your dreams
But not the fame
Discover the world
All wild and tame
This open highway
Is yours to claim

– Yousuf Bawany, June 2016

This Thing Called ‘Life’

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At times
I just get
Overwhelmed
Thinking
About things
That I have yet
To accomplish
Driving me to
The verge of
Tears

“Get over it”,
I tell myself,
“Life’s short;
Prioritize,
Persevere,
Perspire,
Just push it
And make
Every second
Count”

– Yousuf Bawany, May 2016

 

Metamorphosis

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Crawling you may be right now
But hold your head up high
It’s really caterpillars that
Turn into butterflies

– Yousuf Bawany

My Name Is ‘Trust’

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Trust is my name, let me be loud
Thee who seeks me, just hear me out

I’m faithful to the one who knows
With time my value only grows

Worth more than all the diamond mines
And all the gold on earth combined

I, my friend, what I have learned
Can not be bought but rather earned

Though mostly lost, I’m rarely found
More tightly than love I am bound

Cannot be seen through naked eyes
For me many will gladly die

I’m present in your children’s cry
I’m in your mother’s lullaby

More fragile than a bowl of glass
Once broken, no repair could pass

But only when someone breaks me
I shatter lives into debris

Power’s a blessing and a curse
Those who abuse me oft get hurt

I’m your best friend/worst enemy
Mysteries aplenty held in me

Trust foes to hurt you when you fail
And friends to bail you out of jail

Trust is my name and you should know
To no one shall I ever bow

– Yousuf Bawany, July 2015

NOTE: My wife and I strongly believe that trust is one of the qualities that define a person and it is something that must be cultivated in children from an early age. As a rule, I never make false promises to my children so that they can understand and appreciate the value of trust. 

Never Let Go